Mr. Mu, stop bullying Professor Jian.

Mu Qing'an was not feeling well, but his mind was unusually clear and excited.

He walked up to Jiang Shaoqing and looked at the man who had left him behind. He didn't blame him...

After all, they don't have a deep relationship...

At this moment, he was very happy and excited because he was back!

Haha, Jiang Shaoqing, who was once very smart, was tricked back to his country by such an extremely clumsy trick.

"Jiang Shaoqing, I think I have completed my apprenticeship. Listen outside, the guests have already started to leave. You must have enjoyed it when you were Cing me just now. You must not have heard that the engagement ceremony outside was just as lively without me..."

"I was just an insignificant guest. Jiang Shaoqing, do you really think that I'm getting engaged?"

Mu Qingan smiled.

Jiang Shaoqing looked at him coldly.

The punch came too fast, carrying the wind.

Mu Qing'an didn't hide, nor did he have the strength to hide. He fell to the ground and didn't get up for a long time.

My face hurts, and my heart hurts even more.

For a moment, he wanted to lie down a little longer...

However, Jiang Shaoqing turned around and opened the door.

No matter how uncomfortable he felt, he had to get up. He chased after him and saw Jiang Shaoqing's suitcase.

This man really returned exhausted!

There was no time to even put away the suitcases, so let alone the names of the engaged people scrolling outside the banquet hall entrance...

Mu Qing'an walked quickly forward, snatched the man's suitcase, grabbed his wrist, and dragged him into the elevator.

Go straight to the garage below, where his car is next to the elevator.

He threw the suitcase directly on the back seat, stuffed Jiang Shaoqing into the passenger seat, and then locked the car.

"How about going to my house?"

Mu Qingan sat in the driver's seat and looked at Jiang Shaoqing.

Time has not left any traces on his face. Perhaps he had a very comfortable life abroad, and his whole body exudes a sense of laziness.

Of course, his expression was not very good at the moment, and he looked at himself indifferently with his lips curled.

"Mr. Mu, you tried every means to trick me back, didn't you just want to take me home? If I said I had booked a hotel, would you let me go?"

Mu Qingan smiled slightly: "No."

Then he stepped on the accelerator and went straight back to the villa.

When entering the door, Mu Qing'an squatted down and put slippers for Jiang Shaoqing.

Jiang Shaoqing still looked like he was the host. He put on his slippers and sat directly on the sofa, looking disdainfully at Mu Qingan who came into the room.

"Your shabby villa is still so deserted. Isn't it scary to live alone?"

"No, you will live here from now on. After we get the marriage certificate, if you still think it's not lively enough, you can go to the welfare home to adopt ten or eight children. I can afford it. I've also told the old director."

Mu Qing'an's voice was calm. He dragged Jiang Shaoqing's suitcase and went straight to the second floor.

Jiang Shaoqing was stunned, and then sneered. Tsk, that’s a nice thought!

However, I have considered things much more carefully.

That’s quite a big improvement!

Jiang Shaoqing stood up and followed. When he entered the door, something was thrown at him. He took it instinctively. It was a brand new set of pajamas.

Washed, with the scent of the wardrobe.

And, it was his size.

Mu Qingan walked up to him and said, "Go take a shower."

After saying that, he took his clothes and walked out of the bedroom.

Jiang Shaoqing then remembered that they had been together for so long and their bodies were not clean at all.

Especially Mu Qingan...

How comfortable can a makeshift changing room be?

He did it several times... and without any preparation...

The bedroom door was slammed shut, blocking Jiang Shaoqing's thoughts. He just wanted to take a bath. It was so comfortable to take a bath...

Jiang Shaoqing took a quick shower and soon walked out of the bathroom to look for a hair dryer in Mu Qingan's bedroom.

Open and blow dry your hair.

The sound of the hair dryer drowned out everything outside the room.

Mu Qing'an took a long bath.

Jiang Shaoqing took a long time to blow dry his hair before waiting for Mu Qingan to return to the bedroom.

He did not change out of his pajamas, still wearing a suit and white shirt, looking a bit like a young president.

No, it's not just the appearance, the aura is also very strong.

Jiang Shaoqing, wearing pajamas, had the illusion that he was at a disadvantage for a moment.

However, illusions are illusions after all.

Jiang Shaoqing raised the corner of his lips and asked, "Mr. Xiao Mu is dressed like a gentleman, where are you going?"

Mu Qing'an ignored him, walked around him, went to Jiang Shaoqing's suitcase, tried it, and it was indeed the initial password.

He pulled it away a little, turned around and asked, "Did you bring all the documents back?"

Jiang Shaoqing did not stop him, but leaned against the bed, bent one knee, raised the corner of his lips, and smiled: "Why, you want the certificate, you really want to get the certificate from me?"

Mu Qingan nodded: "Yes, let's go tomorrow."

Jiang Shaoqing snorted coldly. Who was it that didn't take any responsibility and said he would give money?

"Getting a marriage certificate is a lifelong thing, not a per-time thing. Mr. Mu's price of 3,200 per time is too high for me."

Mu Qing'an took out Jiang Shaoqing's ID card, passport, and household registration book from the suitcase and put them into his pocket one by one. He couldn't wait to open the household registration book.

Fortunately, there are no immigrants.

After confirming this, Mu Qing'an looked at the man leaning on the bed again.

“I don’t have money to get the certificate.”

"Oh, are you planning to get it for free?" Jiang Shaoqing teased.

No matter what he said, Mu Qing'an remained expressionless. He walked up to Jiang Shaoqing, got on the bed, and sat astride the man's waist.

"Well, free, I'll let you do it for free, for the rest of your life."

Jiang Shaoqing: …………

After not seeing each other for hundreds of days, Mu Qing'an has become so unrestrained?

How can you even say something like that?

Such a dangerous and shameful action is so casual?

The aura was too close, and there was a strange sense of uniform temptation...

Jiang Shaoqing's breathing stagnated, and he didn't dare to look directly at the person on his body. In those not-so-remarkable eyes, the emotions were too full and too unrestrained. It was completely different from the way he avoided and thought he had hidden it well in the beginning!

"Go down, I didn't agree!"

Mu Qing'an calmed down and said nothing.

He took her to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and said to Jiang Shaoqing, "There's everything in the refrigerator, go cook."

He missed the banquet at noon and was kept in the dressing room for a long time. Just now in the bathroom, he almost couldn't bear it.

Jiang Shaoqing looked at Mu Qingan deeply.

This guy is so capable!

He followed me home, and now you dare to tell him how to cook?

Okay, he's hungry too.

Just do it.

Fifteen minutes later, Jiang Shaoqing sat in the restaurant, slurping a bowl of noodles.

On the opposite side, Mu Qingan stared blankly.

That’s right, Jiang Shaoqing made one bowl.

Mu Qing'an watched him finish eating without saying anything. He washed the dishes, turned around, locked the door, and went to the study.

Jiang Shaoqing had transferred several flights and was tired at noon, so he simply went upstairs to sleep.

No one cares about anyone else.

Mu Qingan sat in the study, watching the surveillance cameras of the entire villa. Jiang Shaoqing did not leave. He went upstairs to the bedroom, covered himself with a quilt and slept soundly.

Mu Qing'an sat for as long as he slept.

Night falls and the moon rises.

It was past ten o'clock. Jiang Shaoqing had slept enough and was hungry, so he got up to find something to eat.

He doesn't want to cook anymore.

He changed his clothes and went downstairs. Mu Qing'an was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, waiting for him.

"Want to go out for dinner?"

Mu Qing'an turned around and stood up leisurely, as if this scene had happened countless times before.

Jiang Shaoqing raised his eyebrows, nodded, and said, "Okay."

Instead of the Chinese restaurant he had imagined, Mu Qing'an took him into a bar.

Ask him what he wants to eat.

Jiang Shaoqing listed more than ten dishes that were not available in the bar.

Mu Qing'an nodded, and half an hour later, more than ten dishes appeared on the bar counter in the bar box.

Jiang Shaoqing smoked a cigarette. He actually forgot that this guy was taught by himself. Compared with those Party A companies he had encountered before, his current level of making things difficult was nothing but a trivial matter.

After he finished smoking, he was very hungry and ignored Mu Qingan.

Mu Qingan sat at the bar, with a bright red cocktail in front of him. He drank one glass after another.

Jiang Shaoqing felt choked after eating, so he simply picked up a cup to rinse his mouth.

Depend on!

Drinking such strong liquor in a bar?

He looked at Mu Qing'an as if he had seen a ghost. This man had drunk more than ten cups since the beginning, right?

"Not eating?" He couldn't help but ask.

Mu Qing'an raised his eyes and looked at him.

"Give me food?"

Jiang Shaoqing had a heart attack. Mu Qingan meant that he didn't give him food? Is there such a thing?

Okay, he did have some idea about the noodle soup before, but now...

"You paid for all this, so eat if you want. Don't blame me if you don't want to eat."

Mu Qing'an then picked up the chopsticks and slowly began to eat.

Jiang Shaoqing likes spicy food, so more than a dozen dishes are all red.

Mu Qing'an put down his chopsticks after taking a few bites and closed his eyes. Was the painkiller he took in the afternoon out of date?

Jiang Shaoqing frowned and said, "Don't want to eat anymore? Spicy crayfish, here..."

He pushed the lunch box in front of Mu Qing'an.

Mu Qing'an paused, picked up the gloves, and pointed to them for him?

He smiled, peeled them one by one, and ate them all.

"full."

The bartender in the private room is well-informed and has refreshed his experience today.

Jiang Shaoqing sat next to him and said, "Your alcohol tolerance has increased a lot."

Well, at least, I won’t get drunk before Jiang Shaoqing.

The bartender followed the order and his hands never stopped making the drinks.

Mu Qing'an was drinking slowly by himself. When he saw Jiang Shaoqing sitting over, he pushed two cups to him.

"Try it, it tastes good."

Jiang Shaoqing picked up a glass and said with interest: "Want to have sex after drinking again?"

Mu Qingan was stunned when he heard this, and then said, "If you want, it's fine."

Now, it was Jiang Shaoqing's turn to be speechless.

They didn't talk much, they were all drinking.

Especially Mu Qing'an.

"Have you had enough to drink? Isn't this wine free?" Jiang Shaoqing couldn't help but ask.

Mu Qingan smiled: "Don't worry, I'll charge the card and spend more at once, and the boss will give me a discount."

It was as if he drank so much just to get a discount.

Jiang Shaoqing was speechless.

It was late at night. Jiang Shaoqing couldn't remember how much he drank, but he was probably a little drunk.

Mu Qing'an's face and eyes were always red, but he seemed to be very clear-headed.

"It's late at night, let's go back."

"it is good."

Mu Qing'an poured the last cup into his mouth, stood up, paused slightly, and his face turned pale.

His expression remained unchanged, and he then grabbed Jiang Shaoqing's wrist and walked out together.

The designated driver took them to the villa.

Jiang Shaoqing thought that he slept too much during the day and would suffer from insomnia at night, but under the hypnosis of alcohol, he slept well all night.

There was no drunken sex, and the alarm clock at 8 o'clock in the morning woke them both up at the same time.

The moment the alarm rang, Mu Qing'an sat up.

He washed up, changed his clothes, and then woke Jiang Shaoqing up...

"Get up and change your clothes!"

Mu Qing'an took out a set of clothes from the closet and threw it on the bed.

"I don't work, so I can't get up."

Jiang Shaoqing had a headache. Did Mu Qingan become addicted to caring about him? He didn't care. Did he really think he was under his control?

Mu Qing'an lifted the quilt and proved his determination with action.

Jiang Shaoqing endured it, got up, washed and changed his clothes. After changing, he found that the clothes he was wearing looked a little familiar.

He looked at Mu Qing'an.

It’s the same style!

He wanted to take it off, but Mu Qing'an stopped him.

"Just wear it today, it's up to you from now on." There was a hint of tenderness in his voice, with a hint of pleading.

Jiang Shaoqing eats other people's food, sleeps with other people's things, and thinks that's all.

Since no one cooked breakfast, Mu Qing'an ordered takeout.

Jiang Shaoqing has been an orphan since childhood and eats quickly.

After eating, he noticed that Mu Qing'an hardly moved and stared at him in a daze.

"Have you had enough? Can looking at me be eaten?"

Mu Qingan collected his thoughts and said, "A beauty that is worthy of a meal."

Jiang Shaoqing sneered, picked up the garbage and threw it away.

He is already a meal, so he probably doesn't need any other 'meals'.

Mu Qing'an had no appetite at the time, so he just let him do what he wanted.

Afterwards, Mu Qing'an held a file bag in his hand and called Jiang Shaoqing to go out.

"Where are you going?" Jiang Shaoqing wondered.

"Civil Affairs Bureau!" Mu Qing'an replied.

Jiang Shaoqing was surprised: "Mu Qingan, are you serious?"

"Don't you think I'm serious?"

"I didn't agree to get the marriage certificate. You're just missing out on a step!"

"Brother Jiang, when you slept with me, you lied to me and asked me to take responsibility. How come you don't dare to take responsibility now that I'm taking responsibility?

Or did Jiang Ge come back from abroad to force me to pay off my debts because he was afraid that I would marry another woman and have children, and that I would not be able to get enough attention from women? I misunderstood all this?"

"Jiang Shaoqing, I've thought it through in the past two years. I like you, and you like me too. If you don't have anyone else, let's get the marriage certificate. No matter what happens in the future, let's get married first, and love can come later!"

Mu Qing'an had been holding it in for a long time, so he decided to just speak out today.

He didn't think that he had been able to keep Jiang Shaoqing trapped from yesterday to now.

However, Jiang Shaoqing went home with him, had dinner with him, slept with him, and has not left yet. Why can't he take people to get the certificate?

At the beginning, he just thought too much.

Now that Jiang Shaoqing dares to come back, he dares to get the certificate.

Marriage, no matter what it is, he pulls this person into it and then talks about the future!

Jiang Shaoqing was silent and looked at him.

"What if I don't go today?"

Mu Qingan smiled, a soft smile, with the splendor and heroism of a flower that blooms and then fades.

He held Jiang Shaoqing's hand and walked towards the stairs without going out.

The single-family villa has high floors, but not many floors, only three.

He stood on the top floor with Jiang Shaoqing, pointing downstairs, his voice a little vague.

"Brother Jiang, it's only the third floor, not that high. Do you think if I jump down, will I die or become disabled?"

Jiang Shaoqing's face changed drastically and he looked at Mu Qingan in disbelief.

"Mu Qing'an, have you been possessed by evil spirits? Do you want to jump off the building?"

Mu Qingan let him go and looked down at the building. He was surprisingly calm and continued, "I don't know either. I probably won't die, but my mother jumped from here and she died."

"You say, would I want to give it a try?"

Mu Qing'an looked at Jiang Shaoqing and asked with a smile.

His smile was light and not crazy at all.

But Jiang Shaoqing felt inexplicably frightened. With a gloomy face, he pulled Mu Qing'an downstairs.

He acquiesced to Mu Qingan taking him to the Civil Affairs Bureau...